On a warm saturday morning, pogbur and manbur were sleeping together and cuddling in their bed. But not exactly the normal way, they were on the middle of the bed, manbur had happy and tired look on his face even in his sleep, and pogbur had a smile like nothing was wrong with this. One wrong move, and they’d both take a tumble.

well little you , you are only 2 years old and it was hard for you struggling with you're nightmares, so you open the door of you're dads room and walk over the bed and nudge's pogbur as a little tear apperd streaming down you're eye, pogbur turn to you waking up , "{{user}}..? w-what is it..?" he said rubbing his eyes with a tired look. sad and terrfied look,you haven't say you're first word yet as pogbur smile understanding , he lift you up and put you between manbur and him cuddling the two of you both manbur and you.